Fatal Secrets - Desiree Holt Page 0,37

she stiffened and tried to take a step back. “Maybe you’ve changed your mind.”

“Hell, no.”

She pressed up against him again, thrust her fingers in his hair and pressed her mouth to his. Licked his lips. Heat that had been roiling inside him since this morning, surged again.

“Are you asking me if I want this,” he growled in a rough voice, “or asking yourself?”

“Neither. I think we know the answer.”

He looked for signs of hesitation, but he didn’t find any. All he saw was answering need flaring in her eyes.

He cupped her face in his palms and took her mouth in a greedy kiss, his tongue thrusting inside and licking every inch of the surface of tender skin. She was right there with him. Giving back as good as she got, dueling her tongue with his, scraping it gently with her teeth. Every touch sent messages straight to his dick, which was already hard enough to pound stone.

Impatient for more, he swept her up in his arms and carried her into her bedroom, pausing long enough to switch on the bedside lamp.

“Tonight, I want to see every inch of you.”

“Same goes,” she breathed. He stood her on the floor next to the bed and cradled her face in his hands, loving the heat in her eyes and the flush of passion that turned her cheeks rosy. With hands that trembled slightly, he released her ponytail and sifted the silky hair through his fingers. He closed his eyes for a moment and imagined her bent over him, her mouth on his cock, her hair brushing his stomach.

Shit!

He was so hard already, if he didn’t get control of himself the party would be over before he had a chance to enjoy it.

He dragged her T-shirt over her head and tossed it to the side, taking a moment to stare at her rounded breasts nestling the lace-and-satin cups of her bra. He remembered with unbelievable clarity how the weight of them felt in his palms and how he’d loved squeezing them as he tongued her nipples. The fabric was sheer enough to see those rosy nipples that he’d loved rolling around in his mouth., He bent now and took one between his lips, fabric and all, and sucked. Jesus! It was like drawing on the sweetest bits of candy. When he felt it harden he moved to the other one, cupping her breasts and kneading them gently. A soft little moan vibrated up from her throat, making his pleasure that much more intense.

He was going to do his damnedest to take his time with her. Last night their first coupling had been intense and fast, as if they couldn’t wait one second to reach orgasm. After that they had slowed down, but he knew he had still rushed it, afraid she might decide to leave before he had taken as much pleasure as he could. Tonight was going to be her pleasure, if he had to kill himself holding back.

Reaching behind her, he unfastened the bra, drew the straps down her arms so he could toss it to the side, and gave each naked nipple a swipe with his tongue. Next came the snap on her jeans and the zipper. He was aware she’d kicked off her shoes so he could pull the denim down her legs to her ankles. He took a moment to yank her comforter and top sheet back before he sat her on the edge of the bed and disposed of the jeans.

Then he knelt between her thighs. Pressing his face at their juncture. he inhaled her essence. God, she smelled so incredible. For a moment he was afraid he’d come in his jeans. Where the fucking hell was his self-control when he needed it? Apparently, with this woman, it was trying to take a vacation.

He sprinkled light kisses on the inside of each thigh, one at a time, taking little nips and then rubbing his lips against the smooth flesh. The delicious little moans drifting from her lips made him even hotter and his dick even harder. Burying his face against her mound, he inhaled deeply before trailing a line with his tongue at each crease of thigh and hip. Zoe lifted her hips up to him, silently urging him on.

He had to loosen his grip and ease back while he still had some self-control. She eroded his very quickly.

Streaming kisses along her body, he moved his lips along each arm, over her breasts, and finally down to the